I experienced a moment of grace this week that brought tears to my eyes. I was on my way to work sitting at a light at a really busy intersection. Two mallard ducks and six ducklings came to the corner and started crossing. Cars and trucks were flying by and never slowed not one. When the light finally changed the ducks were across.
It was like they were totally blind to their surrounding and yet they made it across You could say it was instincts that took them across that busy street but we have all seen ducks that didn't make it. I think this is why it felt like grace. For some reason the universe conspired to protect them.
In my own life I have experienced a lot of grace. When my mind failed me there was something that kept me going or at times kept me still. I always thought I could think my way out of any situation but my mind became my worst enemy and somehow something inside of me was able to see that.
It was hard but I started to ignore the voice that I had relied on my whole life. I started looking for the silence and when I found it I would just stop there for as long as I could. I trust that part of me now more than ever and whenever I am at a crossroad I trust my instincts over my intellect.
My instincts my failed me like it did the ducks but I guess grace will have to kick like it has so many times before. I love my mind and the entertainment it has offered me all these years but I have learned that it is mostly just talk and can't always be trusted.
Today I am happy to be free from thinking so much and thinking my thoughts will save me from whatever situation I am trying to run away from. I can be peaceful and know to trust my instincts and when they fail me there is always grace.